"The swaying of my tails causes a vortex to build from the base of my spine. Being what I am I can use the subtlety of my demonic blood to kill at least six people in a kilometer radius."
Aaron said this all with a deadly serious expression as he gazed up at the nearest building across the street, doing his best to hold a straight face.
But of course, this was the real world. There wasn't any magic on earth...
Aaron became acutely aware that if a strung of stage des were to happen near the same time as his arrival he'd be blamed for sure. He felt suddenly uneasy...